The bear flinched as random miscellany had been thrown at it. However, it didn't pause long as it launched itself as the duo. Alistair seemed to snap out of it just then, able to assist Bethe in getting themselves out of the way. Thus, the bear managed to miss them once again, clearly being impeded by the deadly poison coursing through its system. At that moment, the cries of its cub being assaulted by an illusion finally reached the matriarch's ears, and it spun around to instead charge in that general direction. Unable to keep itself stable from the poison, the bear collided with a nearby tree head-first. The tree made a splintering sound and slowly fell over, just barely missing the young cub.
If Bethe had managed to trip or fall over in the last escape attempt, Alistair would first assist her in standing. Other wise, confirming she was all right, he would make his way over to the mother bear which had collapsed onto its side. Blood spilled not only from its dagger wound but from its head as well from the collision with the tree. The young cub nudged the side of its mother, as if in attempt to get her to stand. The mother bear made a few grunts, but otherwise seemed within its last moments.
The bear cub shied away when Alistair got near. He knelt himself next to the bear, examining it closely. At this point, the bear mother seemed completely unaware of its surroundings, and thus did not pay the young man any heed. "Sincere apologies, mighty beast. It was not my intention to frighten you. Quite a fight you put up, considering my assassin friend clearly managed to poison you so badly." He referred to Bethe as an assassin as if it wasn't some sort of big revelation, but rather a well-known fact. He reached his hand onto the dagger that was still stuck in the hide, and gently removed it. The mother bear made a low grunt in pain, and struggled slightly as if in revolt. However, it was too tired and too damaged to make any significant movement.
Alistair frowned at the beast, apparently saddened by its impending passing. Despite this creature just trying to kill him and his new found friend, he felt it had been his fault the whole predicament even took place to begin with. Without even realizing it, a faint golden glow overcame his hand. He took a deep breath, and his eyes took on the same glow. Then, laying his palm on the large grizzly, the faint light transferred itself over the creature. It lasted a few moments before it all would dissipate, leaving Alistair to his former appearance.
He took a deep breath once again, apparently fatigued from whatever it was he had just done. He stood slowly, and then made his way back over to Bethe. "It is recommended we move forward now, before the beast finds the energy to move itself." And then, as if on cue, the large beast slowly regained its posture. The young cub nudged it once more, but this time a nudge was given in reply. The mighty bear turned to look at Alistair and Bethe once, before shifting its gaze towards the forest beyond. Then, it steadily began to move in the direction away from them, its young cub trailing behind. "Or perhaps it is satisfied." He gave a warm smile.
